I picture your face, the back of my eyes

I've given up being artsy. Far too much effort involved.
I spent over $100 on dvds and cds today. Then I accidently shoplifted. How rebellious.
Currently I'm working down a bottle of vanilla vodka. I seriously need some sort of social life back. My social life has always involved large quantities of alcohol, but at least I was out of the house. I'm trying to get my weekend job switched over to Saturdays instead of Sundays so I can go out drinking after week, and have Sundays off to recuperate before the work week begins again.
I'm trying to pinpoint the highlight of my week, and usually I have one, but I can't seem to think of one right now. Old, giddy, make up-caked, fake tanned hookers don't really cut it, I don't think.

I had more, but I've lost my train of thought. I'll have to get back to you. Later negro.